Tuesday, April 14, 2015

A Literary Limerick



O, isn’t it sad and curious
The poet is ever penurious?
     He eats more or less
     His rejected M.S.,
Which, of course, is very injurious.



c. April 14, 1911


penurious – extremely poor
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